Maka POV
Last night was confusing. Sad. And downright invasive. I really hoped I never have to go through another quite like it again. Soul was still mad, and wasn't talking to me. It was hurtful, but I could live with it.
When we got to school, the hallways were abuzz with whispers that I couldn't hear. But, walking towards class crescent moon, I could hear the screams of Ox Ford while he leapt above the crowd in front of Stein's office.
"YES! I BEAT ALBARN! TAKE THAT, BOOKWORM! I AM THE BEST!"
What?! Wait, didn't Stein say that results would be posted outside his office...
"Oh no. Oh no. no," I whispered, pulling my book in towards me while slumping down against a wall.
"Ox beat me?"
Kid POV
I had checked every painting, every candle, and every room. Everything in the house was perfectly symmetrical. The clock said 7:45.
Time to go to school.
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"Kid, why can't we show up on time like everybody else?" Liz said while inspecting her nails. "Being late is one thing, but having a set time to be late by... that's just not normal."
Liz was questioning my methods again.
"8 is the most symmetrical time at which we can arrive to school. As a Shinigami, I take it to be my responsibility to be perfectly symmetrical in every way possible, to preserve order and balance."
I can't believe how many times I had had to explain this to the weapon. If she was ever going to even be close to symmetrical, (which I'm sure everybody dreams of one day being,) then she had to understand that punctuality was not as important as symmetry.
She rolled her eyes. I could live with that.
"So, Liz, how do you think you think you did on the test?" Patty asked her older sister.
"Pretty good, although I may have been worrying about my nails for the greater half of the time."
Hmm. I wonder how I did. Preferably, I would have placed number 8, or 88. Just please, no 7s. I bet Maka placed first.
I know it meant the world to her.
Maka POV
"No! How can it be? I studied every moment that I could, I even missed half off book day at Death-Mart! I memorized everything, just to be beaten by Ox? To place 2nd?"
I was sitting on the floor whlie leaning against the wall, tears welling up in my eyes. I looked down at my book. I wasn't even up to opening it.
"Maka," Soul said, crouching down to talk to me. I could tell he knew how much this hurt. But, as stupid as it is to hold a grudge, he was the last person I wanted to talk to right then.
So I ran.